Declaring Defeat in Front of My Best Friend (4)
*Schlop... schlop... schlop... splurt... splurt... splurt...*
"Nngh, ah, ah...♥"
Emilia's plump, luscious ass rises and falls, her slutty pussy lips repeatedly devouring the Melrn Count's cock with each motion. The count simply sits back, idly admiring the view of her ass and back—doing nothing more. It's all Emilia, of her own volition, diligently bobbing her hips in devoted service. And this isn't even under the influence of the Domination Spell. No, it's purely her own will, unable to withstand the overwhelming lust that's swollen within her.
After countless couplings with the Melrn Count and rigorous training under Mona, Emilia has thoroughly mastered the arts of seduction—how to tease a man, how to stoke his desires and drive him wild. And so she puts every lesson to use, pouring her heart and soul into her service. Even though her partner is her sworn enemy.
As if she's forgotten that fact entirely, she simply fawns over him, serving with utter devotion... Right now, she's utterly lewd, lewd, lewd, and wanton.
*Splurt... splurt...*
At times, she circles her hips with his cock only half-buried inside, heightening the stimulation. Other times, she swallows him to the hilt. She varies her techniques endlessly. When the Melrn Count strokes her ass and waist in approval, Emilia trembles with delight, her shoulders twitching.
'Ah, aah, feels so good.'
'The count's pleasure... it makes me happy too...'
'I want the count to adore me... More, more, more, more... I have to serve him...'
'...Ah... Chris... is watching me...'
As she once more swallows the Melrn Count's cock to its depths and trembles in joy from his caressing hand on her ass, Emilia suddenly blinks, remembering her best friend—whom she'd completely forgotten in that moment.
*Hummm... hummm... hummmm...!*
*Gulp... gulp...*
Slumped naked on the floor, Chris has Mona's tail stuffed in her mouth, skillfully toyed with by the succubus's hands. Her voluptuous breasts—rivaling Emilia's in fullness—are kneaded roughly, while her crotch and ass are stroked and rubbed over and over in broad sweeps. The tail in her mouth must be leaking the succubus's secret aphrodisiac. Emilia knows it well from her own experiences.
——Her best friend is falling into the abyss of despair and lust right before her eyes.
——And Emilia herself is displaying her own hopeless plunge into that abyss before her best friend's eyes.
Is what she feels despair or ecstasy? Unable to tell, Emilia falters for a moment, her wanton service halting in confusion. Her hips lift slightly, pulling the Melrn Count's cock free from her pussy.
For an instant, she lets out an "Ah..." of regretful longing.
Seeing Emilia's rhythm break so suddenly, the Melrn Count frowns in displeasure.
"Can't you do it properly, Emilia?"
His hand, which had been stroking her ass, now delivers several sharp slaps to those plump cheeks.
*Smack! Slap! Smack!*
"Aah, hiiiiaah...♥"
"I want you to fawn properly. More like a sow in heat. Isn't that what I taught you, my love?"
"Y-yes, yessss... Yessss... I'm sorry... Uuughhh...♥"
Those spanks melt away every thought of her best friend she'd just had. The guilt of being seen in such a state before her friend. The despair that her friend will soon share her fate. All of it vanishes.
Only pleasure and joy remain. The illicit thrill of debasing herself before her best friend. The eager anticipation of sharing that pleasure with her beloved companion. Pushed by that excitement and the burning lust for the Melrn Count, Emilia resumes her fawning obedience.
"Ah, aah... Count... Looook... This is Emilia's ass... the one you love... Hoo... hooo...♥"
She thrusts her plump ass toward him for a perfect view, wiggling and swaying it so the cheeks rub and grind together enticingly. Her fragrant, alluring rear tempts him with every seductive sway. The Melrn Count chuckles warmly. "What a perfect sow you are." His hand swings again, spanking her fawning ass with resounding, juicy smacks—this time as praise, not punishment.
*Crack! Smack!*
"Aaah, aaaaahng♥ Hnngh...♥"
Her exposed anus twitches, her soaked labia quivering. Even as the slaps rain down, she keeps shaking her ass seductively—sway, sway. When the count declares it enough, gushing over how lovable her ass is, Emilia beams with joy and brings it close to his crotch once more.
She carefully grips the cock she'd let slip away, aligns it with her hole, and slides it back in...
*Schluuup...*
"Ah, haaaaaah...♥"
As his cock vanishes between her luscious cheeks, Emilia sighs in rapture once more. This joy is clearly twice as intense as when she'd briefly forgotten Chris.
*Schlop... schlop... schlop... schluuup... schluuup... schluuup... schluuup... schluuup...*
"Aaaang... Nngh... Haaang... Ah, hiii... Haaaaah..."
——Look, look, look, Chris.
——Watch my depravity...
——I'm so happy... being fucked like this by the Melrn Count... having sex with him...
——Chris... Chris... You too... join me... let's feel so much joy together...♥
With those thoughts—and a gaze tinged with strange superiority—Emilia sends to Chris, she resumes sliding her plump ass back and forth at an angle, serving the count's cock. Each time that mighty rod plunges into her slutty depths, Emilia drowns in overwhelming ecstasy, consumed by flames of delight...
* * *
And there, before the jubilant Emilia, Chris too was being thoroughly ravished by Mona's expert hands.
"Ufufu, ufufufu... So cute, so cuuute... Where's our little cutie Chris's weak spot, I wonder~? Which part will make you melt~?"
"S-stop... stooop... Mmph...!"
Chris tries to spit out some defiance, but Mona's tail plugs her mouth. The succubus's bodily fluids, mixed into an aphrodisiac. She'd already swallowed enough to fill her belly, yet Mona keeps force-feeding more, as if it's not nearly sufficient. Chris's mind is already a total mess, blatantly fogged with arousal. Her vision blurs with heat—even so, the vulgar, obscene moans of her best friend Emilia echo clearly in her ears.
'Lia... Lia...'
'No... don't defile my friend any more...'
Even as she can barely hold herself together, Chris still worries for Emilia, pitying her plight. As a half-demon, she'd endured persecution her whole life. She'd long believed her very existence was worthless, a harm to others. Having lost even the will to live, with her only happiness coming from her mother—who shared her lowly station—Emilia the hero and Mine the imperial princess had shown her a new world, protected her, and given her life meaning.
——So, so...
——I don't care what happens to me... just spare my friend...!
"NngyaAAAAH?!♥"
"Fufu. So that's your weak spot~."
Mona's finger shallowly probes Chris's anus, drawing a sigh of humiliation and pleasure from her alone. As a succubus, Mona can intuitively sense all of Chris's vulnerabilities. All that's left is to move her hands accordingly. And so she toys with her relentlessly. Chris writhes helplessly, panting as Mona's hands grope her hypersensitive body, twisting this way and that. Thick, sticky nectar drools from her slit...
"S-stop, stop it... You filthy woman...! Th... nngh...♥!"
"Aww~ You call me filthy, but look at you, Chris—you're no slouch yourself~."
"...!"
Mona narrows her eyes and whispers into Chris's ear. Some magic is at work—her red eyes gleam demonically.
"Chris's total masturbation count: ■■■ times... Anal masturbation: ■■ times... You're still a virgin, but otherwise, you're one seriously lewd girl~."
"Oh, and a bit of yuri tendencies too. Fantasized about getting roughed up by Emilia and Mine ■■ times..."
"Whoa... Impressive. Using your friends as jerk-off fodder..."
"At least your sexual preferences are normal otherwise~ You imagine hot guys too, huh~? Hmhm, this is your type, right~?"
"Nngh? What the—fantasies of public humiliation on the street... Ahaha, persecuted as a demon, gang-raped and abused... Kyaha, sooo~ cuuute!"
"Did you get off on being insulted by people, Chris? Did your pussy get wet every time they called you a filthy demon bitch?!"
"You're a total masochist at heart, aren't you? Aha, ahahaha! Now I get why you're friends with Lia. You two have similar tastes~."
Those whispers, those mocking words—they set Chris's face ablaze with heat. Before a succubus like Mona, nothing sexual can be hidden. Lifetime masturbation counts, secret kinks, even private fantasies—all laid bare.
"Ah, u, uh...!"
Overwhelmed, Chris can only gape helplessly. The shame of having her dirtiest depths exposed is unbearable. And yet, even in this moment, her pussy throbs insistently, betraying her utter arousal...